The night passed.

And as a new day begins, the bright morning sun once again shines on this technological city like the kingdom of Babylon.

On the deck chair in the park, feeling the slight glare of the sunlight shining on his face, a young man wearing a long white trench coat and maroon thin-rimmed glasses yawned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

The boy is none other than the Qing Palace.

Last night, at Teacher Xiaomeng's house, by' The movement of the recovery magic released by Intix in the state of the automatic secretary is really beyond the imagination of Qing Gong and Shangjo, almost the whole room is in the moment when the spell is completed, and the light suddenly shines, and even shines through the glass of the room, it looks like the whole house is glowing, and the effect looks very cool, but it can scare Qing Gong and Shang Tiao half to death, Qing Gong is better, at least I know that this is healing magic, Shang Tiao is different, I almost thought something was wrong when I saw this scene, if it wasn't for Qing Gong's hand to quickly pull him, it is estimated that the magic would be interrupted by Shang Tiao's right hand, if it was really like that, it is estimated that Intex is already cold at this time......

After finally getting everything done, Qing Gong saw that the three of them were already tired and half dead, plus Intix's physical strength had not yet recovered, and he needed to recuperate, and there were more Shangtiao, and Teacher Xiaomeng's home really couldn't fit so many people, so Qing Gong simply came out of Teacher Xiaomeng's house, came to the park by himself, and found a place where he usually sat to deal with it for one night. Anyway, with his ability, he doesn't have to worry about catching a cold, as for safety? Just kidding,As a level 5 Qing Palace, you still need to think about this problem in the school city?

"Actually, if you think about it, last night, that guy was there." Rubbing his face, Qing Gong made himself sober a little, and couldn't help but murmur, "God Crack Fire Weaving...... It's really dutiful. ”

In fact, last night, when he was outside the door, Qing Gong felt the existence of the god crack fire weaving, which is funny, the two had just finished fighting a few hours ago, and they appeared here at the same time a few hours later, and both of them could still feel each other's existence, this feeling...... It's also subtle.

"Ah~" Qing Gong couldn't help but yawn again, "Sure enough, it's still uncomfortable to sleep in such a place...... But the dormitory doesn't seem to be able to go back, right? ”

"Let's go buy a can of coffee...... Kiyomiya thought as he walked out of the park.

Although he didn't go back to the dormitory, and he didn't have any change to buy drinks, it didn't matter......

He remembered that the most famous vending machine in the school city was near here......

A moment later.

Standing in front of this vending machine with a sense of historical vicissitudes, Qing Gong couldn't help but look at it.

Generally speaking,The vending machines in the school city are computer-controlled.,But there's also a very small part.,It's the old-fashioned coin-operated style before.,Although paper money is also supported.,But the coin seems to be safer.,Of course,This is from the experience of a certain tea-haired girl.。 And the one in front of him is obviously one of the very few. It is the only one standing alone on the side of the road with its old paint, as if telling its grievances.

"The springs look like they're all getting old, right?" Qing Gong looked at this machine that was not too old, and couldn't help but be amazed, "No wonder that Mikoto guy wants to kick ...... Of course, if it was electromagnetism, her methods might not have to be so simple and rude, right? ”

"But how should this thing be used......

Staring at the obviously worn banknote inlet, Qing Gong looked at it suspiciously for a while, gave up the idea of throwing a large amount of banknotes into it, and began to use his brain. As for the brainstorming aspect......

"How can I get my drink out of the vending machine without damaging it?" Qing Gong stood in front of the vending machine and thought about it, but after a while, he was stunned to discover the fact that although his ability was extremely useful, there was no way to use it in this matter!

After muttering in front of the vending machine for a long time, until the Qing Palace, he faintly felt that the vending machine in front of him was mocking him, and finally sighed and chose a simple and rough method......

"Boom!"

Qing Gong kicked the vending machine hard, and there was a low metal collision sound, and the entire vending machine let out a painful groan, and then with a bang, obediently spit out a can of drink.

"Celery and strawberry juice ......" When Qing Gong saw the name of the drink in his hand, his face couldn't help but feel bitter, and he suddenly remembered the can of the same name drink that a tea-haired girl kicked down and stuffed into her hand not long ago, and suddenly couldn't help frowning.

"It's horrible." The corners of Qing Gong's mouth twitched, and he casually put the weird can of drink aside, looked at the iced coffee on it with a little tangled, frowned slightly, and finally sighed, and raised his leg again......

"Boom!"

"Uh......" Looking at the "hot dragon fruit" in his hand, Qing Gong was dumbfounded again, and when he saw the words "devil pepper" appear in the ingredient list, he suddenly shuddered and kicked again......

"Boom!"

"Coconut apple juice? This can be given to Mai Trito ......."

"Boom!"

"This ...... 'rich, sticky, peach-flavored juice'? it! Guanling juice?? I'm afraid you don't want me to die?? ”

"Boom!"

"Fudge concentrate juice...... What the heck! ”

......

"Iced coffee!"

When the vending machine finally exhausted and spit out a can of coffee-colored packaged drinks that exuded cold air, Qing Gong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took out the can of drinks from the shipping port, and sighed with satisfaction.

"Sure enough, the hard work pays off...... "Open the ring of the iced coffee, after Qing Gong took a sip, he felt the slightly bitter but mellow cold liquid flowing down the throat to the stomach, and then he sighed with satisfaction, but after he unconsciously glanced to the side, he suddenly stiffened.

On the bench next to it, there were a large number of canned drinks of different colors piled up in a mess, adding up to about twenty cans...... Some are still steaming, while others look harmless to humans and animals, but the name is enough to arouse the desire to vomit.

Looking at these drinks, Qing Gong's face was a little bitter.

He didn't expect that he would kick more than 20 times with such perseverance for a can of iced coffee......

In other words, it took more than 20 kicks to get the drink you wanted, which is a bit too miserable. Moreover, in order to make his drink plan come true, Qing Gong actually opened the absolute realm and controlled the temperature to block the transmission of sound...... Otherwise, such a knock knock kick would have been noticed a long time ago.

"What should I do with these drinks......" Looking at the pile of drinks with a frown, Qing Gong scratched his head, "Why don't you give it to that guy in the last article?" This pile of drinks seems to be the only one that guy can drink...... 'fudge concentrate'...... It's up to them to figure it out. ”

But just as the drinks on the bench of the Qing palace organizer wanted to stack them up one by one, suddenly, a shocked voice came directly from behind him:

"This ...... Qing Palace? You...... Do you sell drinks? ”

Hearing this voice, Qing Gong opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time.

Turning around slowly, looking at the tea-haired girl behind him with a stunned face, looking at herself and the pile of drinks behind her, Qing Gong couldn't help but rub her eyebrows with a headache.

"Sell, what, do you want to buy it?" Qing Gong rolled his eyes and casually threw the can of coconut apple juice to Mai Trin.

"Buy ......" took the drink thrown by the Qing Palace, Mai Qin subconsciously opened her mouth slightly, and said with a sluggish expression, and then reacted.

"No, I'll buy a ghost." Taking the drink, Mai Trin couldn't help but snort softly, and when she saw that it was her favorite taste, she bent her eyebrows and laughed, and her gaze at Qing Gong also had a hint of banter.

"Why,Is the life of Level 5 in the school city so hard?" Meiqin said jokingly, and at the same time pointed to the pile of drinks in the Qing Palace's hand, "Do you live by reselling drinks?" Speaking of which, looking at the Qing Palace with a black face, Meiqin was suddenly overjoyed, laughing even more happily, and for a while she was out of breath with laughter, and finally squatted on the ground weakly.

"......" Qinggong's face darkened, and he secretly swore in his heart that when he used this method to kick drinks in the future, he must avoid Mai Trin.

With her own probability, a few more times, she is afraid that she will die of laughter here.

Eat yourself every day.......

(End of chapter)